Family Don't End In Blood Novels & Stories

"Not just physically, but the way you interact with each other. There's so much love here." "It wasn't always like this," I found myself saying. "The best families are the ones that choose to be families," Caroline said. "Blood doesn't make a family. Love does." When it was my turn for individual shots, I felt incredibly awkward. "I don't know what to do with my hands," I said. "Just relax. Think about something that makes you happy." I looked at Thomas, Sam, and Maya, who were huddled together looking at the back of Caroline's camera.

Family… That word pierced Rosalie’s heart all the way through. She wanted to refute Theodore’s claims, but she couldn’t find any reason to. What he said did seem to be the case. They were family, on top of their previous relationship as husband and wife. Although they weren’t related by blood, not all families in this world were related by blood. Even people who were related by blood could end up scheming against each other, and be heartless to one another. Conversely, some families may not be related by blood, but they do everything for each other and are genuine toward each other. That was far superior to some families related by blood.

“What are you lot still doing here? Get out! From today on, your family has nothing to do with our Zea Group!” Winifred and her family wanted to continue reasoning with them, but Tyr interrupted. “Alright, Winifred, there’s no need to say more. Can’t you guys see? It doesn’t matter what you say. You might think that blood runs thicker than water, but they’ve never thought of you guys like family.”

She stood there blankly but the robot dog in her arms was still barking, so the sight was strangely funny. Her face pale, she unconsciously stepped back, trying to escape this chaotic vortex. "Stop!" A hoarse roar came from Dad. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at my already cold corpse on the operating table. Then, he looked at his wife struggling on the floor and his son howling with his head in his hands. He suddenly charged at Carrie and grabbed her throat, his voice filled with endless regret and madness. "It's your fault! It's all your fault! You ruined our family! Give me back my Jasmine!"

"You don't understand what it's like—" "I understand perfectly," Mallory interrupted. She grabbed a framed photo from the dresser—their wedding photo, both of them smiling, his arm around her waist—and she held it in her shaking hands. "I understand that your family values blood over everything else. I understand that no matter what I do, no matter how much I love you, I'll never be as important as your brothers. Because I'm not blood." "That's not true—"

Regina gently wiped away her tears. "Even if that person takes care of us and gives us love, I will still do what I am supposed to do! Because no matter what, family is more important. You know, there's a saying that blood is thicker than water, especially when he wants to kill the only family he has," Merry replied with a straight face.

When he finally turned, the light caught the grooves in his face and made them deeper. “You sleeping?” his father asked. The false concern in it was so perfunctory Nico didn’t bother to answer. The Don smiled as if the play had been played and moved on. “Good. Shouldn’t be.” Nico waited. “We don’t let this pass,” his father said, as if continuing a conversation they’d had mid-stride. “We do not send flowers and let priests do the talking. Blood meets blood. Blood respects blood.” Nico could have written his father’s script a week ago, before his brother’s body had gone into the ground under a weight of lilies and lies. He kept his face in the shape that meant listening. “Who.”

"I brought you here because I needed you to hear what I am about to say in a room where nobody else can be listening." He looked at me then. "Blood does not define family," I said. "I know that sounds simple and I know you have heard versions of it before but I need you to understand what I mean specifically. Castro being your biological father does not make him your family. It makes him the man whose DNA you carry and that is a biological fact with no moral weight attached to it." "You are saying it does not matter," Ace said.

“His parents are residents of a retirement village under a different name. His wife and son are also in B country but in a different state and also under a different name.” “Bring him in. Let’s see how much affection he has for them.” “What can we do?” Jeff asked rubbing his hands. “Let us take care of this.” Ed pursed his lips. It was time to end this. They had tied up all the loose ends. “This is no longer a military exercise.” Bryan narrowed his eyes “The minute he dared to touch my family; it became my business.” Dan and Don watched silently. Their eyes filled with determination and admiration. This was their family.

" No need to thank me and that's what family is for. Family isn't always about sharing the same blood or being from the same family. Family means accepting someone whole heartily without expecting anything in return... . . . To be continued... . Don't forget to leave your precious views on the story on the main page of the book in the reviews section and do let me know your thoughts on the chapter in the comments section...... . With Much Love... Elvira 🤍